Chapter 991

Ang just wanted to do it, but Anthony had already blocked in front of Samus in advance, saying: "Master, leave it to me."

While speaking, holy light slowly flowed on Anthony's body, but it did not condense into a papal crown, but instead transformed into a set of Holy Spirit armor.

Then, Anthony slowly drew the magic spirit long sword. Ang threw the magic spirit long sword to him when he transformed just now.

Samus's gaze fell on the magic spirit long sword, and both eyes widened: "Fituer? Come back! Shred! Fituer!"

Samus gestured a few times and excitedly shouted Fituer's name, but the magic spirit long sword had no reaction at all.

"What did you do to it? You erased its consciousness? Too hateful," Samus scolded angrily again.

Anthony wouldn't take the blame, shook the long sword and said: "Don't you respond to him?"

The magic spirit long sword said unhappily: "Why respond to him, anyway, I'm going to die soon."

"Fituer, you, you betrayed me?" Samus was even more panicked. This dead magic spirit actually concluded that he was "going to die soon." Could it be that he couldn't even run away?

Samus glanced at the back and found that the terrifying light bubble and giant tree were beating the plane will, while Ang landed on the hardened magma and studied the soil clods.

As long as he broke through the human in front of him, he still had a high possibility of escaping. It's just that the magic spirit long sword was in his hand, and his weapon was not dominant.

Thinking of this, Samus said loudly: "What's so great about relying on a snatched magic spirit long sword? If you have the ability, put it down, let's decide the winner one-on-one."

"Although I know you are provoking me, I eat this set. Old Du, catch." Anthony threw the magic spirit long sword to Du Luo Ken with a flick of his hand.

The magic spirit long sword circled in the air. Samus's expression moved, and he reached out to summon the long sword. Without restraint, this was Fituer's best chance to escape.

However, the magic spirit long sword had no reaction at all, just like a sword that couldn't fly, drawing a parabola and falling steadily into Du Luo Ken's hand.

"Count you as having self-knowledge," Du Luo Ken sneered.

Holding the hilt with one hand and taking off his top hat with the other, he placed it in front of him, and the top hat actually floated in the air just like that.

Du Luo Ken first took out an origin magic egg wrapped in seven-colored flowing light from the hat, placed it on the hilt, and then took out a gold-touching rod and pointed it on it.

The origin magic egg was firmly embedded at the junction of the hilt and the blade.

"This... what is this? What are you installing on me?" Although he didn't recognize this thing, he recognized the origin of dawn. Things wrapped with crystal wall power would definitely not be simple.

Du Luo Ken took things out and said: "An alchemy weapon that can blow you into powder. If you peel it off your body, it will explode immediately, and it will also explode if someone slashes it."

"..."

"In order not to be slashed by others, I'll make you a scabbard. Don't thank me," Du Luo Ken smiled and took out a bag of small black crystals.

This is a small piece of black crystal, which is the leftover material left when the magic spirit long sword cuts black crystals. They are all irregular in shape and the thinner kind of thin slices.

Du Luo Ken first passed the leather over the gold-touching rod, and the leather automatically thinned itself and sewed into a scabbard.

Then first stick the mithril thin sheet on the scabbard, then stick the small black crystal thin sheet on the mithril thin sheet, as tightly as possible, and then point it with the gold-touching rod.

The mithril thin sheet immediately melted, seeped into the gaps between the black crystal thin sheets, and tightly fused with the leather scabbard. The scabbard bulged a piece, protecting the origin magic egg inside. In this way, if you don't pull the sword out, you can't touch the origin magic egg.

Du Luo Ken said happily: "With a scabbard, you won't hurt people casually. When you vibrate, the sword tip clamping the spring will ensure that the scabbard shakes with the sword tip and won't be shredded. Even if the skin layer of the scabbard is shredded, there is a black crystal layer outside, which will quickly wear out your sword edge, and it will soon be dull and won't hurt people. Happy?"

Fituer's consciousness stared at Du Luo Ken. This was the second guy he had ever seen who was so thick-skinned, using an alchemy magic egg to control him, then using a scabbard that restricted him to protect the magic egg, and then letting him "don't thank me," and also asking him if he was happy?

Happy your egg, if possible, Fituer really wanted to chop him and the equally thick-skinned Anthony into seventeen or eighteen pieces with one sword. Unfortunately, it couldn't, it could only grit its teeth and squeeze out two words: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Du Luo Ken locked the scabbard and hung it on his waist.

On the other side, Anthony had already condensed his papal scepter, waved it in front of him like a two-handed hammer, and said: "In the Endless Cage, you relied on stronger power to chase and slash me. I didn't hide because your martial arts were great, purely because my power was not as great as yours. Now with the Master's protection, I will use power of the same intensity as you to let you see real martial arts."

Anthony's words made Samus dazed, but it reminded Lord Nai Ge: "You talk too much. If you didn't say it, I would have forgotten that you were a Black Knight Emperor before."

Soon Samus saw real martial arts. The little ghost was nearby, and the power projection was almost not lost. Anthony pressed his power to about the same level as Samus, or even slightly lower, and swung the scepter to beat him into a head full of bags.

On the other side, the little ghost and the little sapling also joined forces to beat the soul of the plane will out. The little ghost punched the chest of the lava giant, blasted the entire rock body, and blasted out a small flame.

The little sapling, which had grown into a towering giant tree, waved its big hand and fanned it back again.

The little ghost backhanded it back, and the little sapling fanned it back again. After repeating this several times, the small flame gave up resistance and spread into a pile of flames, falling to the ground with a pop, flowing like burning kerosene.

Gave up resistance? The little ghost turned his head blankly to look at Ang.

"Catch," Ang said.

The little ghost slipped over, his palms scratched on the ground, scooped up the pile of flames, and ran toward Ang with small quick steps.

The giant tree transformed by the little sapling lowered a branch, quickly transformed into the appearance of the little sapling, and also ran toward Ang with small quick steps.

Arriving in front of Ang, the roots stretched out, lifting it to the height of his head, and then taking another root, stepping onto Ang's head.

Shaking, the little sapling shook off a true leaf, and then emitted: Sleep—sleep—then lay on Ang's head and fell into hibernation.

Lord Nai Ge picked up the fallen true leaf and asked worriedly: "Are you okay? The leaves have fallen off, is the consumption very large?"

Ang shook his head, pointed at the flame lava giant tree, and said: "Full."

Full and bloated. Not only did it grow an unprecedented new variety of World Tree, but it also absorbed the power of the plane will.

PS: There are many things to do during the New Year. Why is everyone congratulating each other on getting rich? Is it because of purines?